I sometimes think about how cool/kind it was for Mike Breen to tell Knicks fans it was okay to cry.
For decades, he'd been a father figure to the fanbase. The voice narrating New Yorkers' heartbreak.
Then, on the night it finally happened, as soon as it was official, he gave everyone, including grown men, permission to lean into thier feelings... actively experience their emotions without judgment or resistance.
That wasn't a throwaway line. It was the perfect ending to the story he'd been telling for 30+ years.